Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

Among these few people, Fu Huairen is the one who stretches out his clothes for food and opens his mouth for food, Rong Tingfang is cold-hearted, the fat chicken can't take care of others without hands.So even if there were so many people, no one took care of the young master who was beaten badly.In the end, Taoist Yan could only do it himself.When Bai Zihe was carried out, his body was stained with flesh and clothes.Yan Buxiao hesitated before stretching out his hand. He turned around and asked, "Do you think it's better to have a long pain or a short pain?"

Rong Tingfang folded his hands: "Of course it's a short pain."

Yan Buxiao agreed, "I think so too."

Then he tore off Bai Zihe's clothes with a snap——

He just moaned Bai Zihe all over the ground and didn't respond again.

Fu Huairen: "...lightly, cut with scissors."

Where did the scissors come from?That Bai Qi only stuffed someone and asked to take good care of him, but he didn't provide anything at all.Yan Buxiao turned his eyes around the carriage for a long time before falling on his sword.The sword that does not know how to return to others cuts iron like mud, and breaks as soon as you blow it. It is produced by Famen and the quality is guaranteed.

When Yan Buxiao was about to sacrifice his beloved sword, Fu Huairen, who had watched it for a long time, finally reminded him gently: "If you strike with this sword, he will die."

Neither this nor that.Daoist Yan was a little unhappy. "Then you come."

Fu Huairen said, "Why do you want me to come?"

Yan Buxiao said, "Aren't you afraid of his death?"

Fu Huairen said strangely: "You took care of him so hard, but you never treated me like this. I wish he would die."

……wait.

Rong Tingfang and Fat Chicken glanced over with a kind of 'beast' eyes.

Looking at Sisiwenwen, he must have accidentally told the truth.

Yan Buxiao said: "He is an injured person, but you, how could I want you to be injured?"

yes.Who cares about taking care of a sick person.But Yan Buxiao just told the truth, and Fu Huairen became happy for some reason.When I was happy, my whole body became a little gentler, and I took the initiative to take over the work. "You're right. He's just an injured person. Naturally, you don't want me to get hurt, and I don't want you to get hurt either." He said, "Back back a little and let me do it."

Yan Buxiao said, "Would you know it?"

"Why not. After all these years, could it be that I haven't healed your injuries?"

"..."

Rong Tingfang finally couldn't take it anymore.

He opened the curtain and sat outside.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that the carriage would be blown up.

Even if Bai Qi didn't send them away in the middle of the night, Rong Tingfang planned to pack up and go to Purgatory Valley.It's just that in his plan, he was the only one, and maybe a bird, but it didn't include Fu Huairen and Yan Buxiao, let alone an extra oil bottle.Going to Lianhe Valley is of course a way to see if Yinjiangcao is still there, but in the end he is thinking about himself.

How does he do things when there are too many people.

Why don't we just throw people in Taniguchi and let them fend for themselves.Annoyed Rong Tingfang thought darkly.

The fat chicken is also thinking about this question.With such a harsh environment in Purgatory Valley, how could they be normal people.Among these few people, I am afraid that only Yan Buxiao can still enter.Fu Huairen and Bai Zihe could only stay outside.Besides, Fat Chicken was not very happy to let Bai Zihe go with them.They are not related.

——To a certain extent, Yu Qiuyuan and Rong Tingfang cherish each other.

It's like they are secretly planning to throw the oil bottle back.

After making up his mind, Rong Tingfang opened the curtain: "Boss Fu."

Fu Huairen: "I'm busy."

Rong Tingfang's eyes fell on Daoist Yan's hand which he was stroking and pinching: "You are busy with your work. I just tell you, when you return to Cangshui with Daoist Yan's sword, we will be separated from each other."

——One difference and two widths are not used in this way.

Fu Huairen said, "Didn't we go and return together?"

Rong Tingfang said frankly: "Where I went. I'm afraid you won't be able to return."

Yan Buxiao withdrew his hand: "Where?"

The fat chicken poked its head in. "Purgatory Valley. Wen Ren wants to find medicine for Boss Fu."

medicine?Yan Buxiao immediately said: "Then I'm going."

Fu Huairen immediately said: "If you don't know, I will go too."

"I, I also—"

At this time, a weak voice came.

Rong Tingfang looked down, and Bai Zihe opened his eyes. He probably heard their conversation and was impatient for a moment.

"..." Rong Tingfang tilted his head to look at the wounded, and then poked his finger into the wound.

With a 'hiss' sound, the fat chicken turned its head and couldn't bear it.

Rong Tingfang said: "You can't even sit up, are you going to feed the snake?"

He spoke unceremoniously and didn't give half a cent of face.Bai Zihe was stabbed in the wound by this finger, the pain was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat.Enduring the pain at the moment, Fang said: "Isn't it thanks to you that I am injured? Are you going to give up?"

Fat Chicken blinked. "Young Master Bai, you must pay attention to your words. You are also the young owner of Wanhe Villa after all."

So what, did he say something wrong?To be taught a lesson by a chicken——

and many more.

In silence——Bai Zihe turned his head while supporting his waist.

"You can talk!"

The three faces were shocked.

The fat chicken blinked: "Is it strange? You can release a phoenix spirit to beat me. I won it. What's wrong with being able to talk?"

Although it was a slip of the tongue for a while, it is still very good at climbing up the pole with effort.Besides, it is also very uncomfortable to hold back and not talk all day.Who can guarantee that there will be no mistakes.It's such a smart and beautiful big phoenix, it's strange that it can't speak.

Yan Buxiao murmured: "So actually I didn't have tinnitus before?"

The most calm one was Rong Tingfang.His bird, what's wrong with talking, and it can breathe fire.This group of people is really ignorant, a talking bird is so surprised, if they know that it is a dragon that is talking to them now, wouldn't they even lose their jaws.But this is not to blame Fu Huairen and the others. After retreating from the demon world for so long, it is very rare to find a talking spirit pet.

Rong Tingfang knocked on the wall of the carriage, and said: "You are so eloquent, it seems that you can get off the carriage."

What?Bai Zihe couldn't care less about whether the tangled bird could speak. Regardless of the pain in his body, he tried his best to grab the door frame and shouted, "Wait! Wait! Boss Fu can go to Purgatory Valley with you, why can't I!"

Rong Tingfang withdrew his hand: "Okay. Give me a reason to bring you."

"I can fight."

"Yan Daochang is better at fighting than you."

"...The people of Wanhe Villa can communicate with birds and birds."

"My bird just beat you."

"..." Bai Zihe struggled, "I, am I rich?"

Rong Tingfang pointed to Fu Huairen: "More money than him?"

"..." That's not true.No one is richer than Fu Huairen of Cangshui.

Bai Zihe was speechless for a moment.

No more, right?

Rong Tingfang opened the curtain and was about to throw him down.

Seeing that Rong Tingfang really has no mercy, it's not just lip service.Thinking of his current situation, Bai Zihe felt sad for a moment.He said angrily, "What did I say wrong! Shouldn't you be responsible for what I am like now? You, you, and you!"

Now that he has been sent out by Bai Qi, beaten and scolded, there might be an old man chasing after him.Bai Zihe simply smashed the jar, and said angrily: "Boss Fu said that I and Brother Wenren have a good relationship!"

Fu Huairen turned his face away.

"It's you, brother Wenren, who was caught in a ball during a tryst under the moon by my grandfather!"

Rong Tingfang looked up at the sky.

"I lost to this bird in the end!"

Fat Chicken: "Blame me?"

Bai Zihe was bitter: "Are you still blaming me?"

Dafengniao said coolly: "Aren't you the one who tried to capture my consciousness with ulterior motives from the beginning?"

Bai Zihe suddenly looked like a bird whose throat had been choked.

Can't say a word.

Very good.Rong Tingfang was very satisfied.And then he listened back to it—

Suddenly caught the point.

"..."

Rong Tingfang narrowed his eyes, put his face in front of Dafengniao, and said coldly: "What did you just say?"

"..." Fat Chicken, who realized that he had slipped his mouth, began to play dumb, "Say what." He didn't say anything.

Bai Zihe suddenly seemed to understand something, and immediately seized the opportunity. "That's right, the person who made an appointment with you to compete is not me at all. It must be you, a strange talking bird!" But he was soon poked in the wound again. "Ah, it hurts!"

"Young Master Bai, you must understand before you speak that this bird belongs to me, not a crane that you can train casually in your villa, okay?" Rong Tingfang withdrew her finger, thinking about it.No wonder he always has a subtle feeling for Bai Zihe, he feels familiar at one moment, novelty at another, and terribly annoying at another.If it's like what Bai Zihe said, could it be that he failed to seize the fat chicken's consciousness, but instead let people occupy the dove's nest and beat it upside down?

Dafengniao was bluffing, trying to divert attention. "Look at what I'm doing, look at the road!"

Rong Tingfang: "..." He suddenly pointed at the fat chicken, "There are bugs."

The fat chicken sneered, and actually wanted to use this aggressive trick to scare it, thinking that it would be fooled.How can it be.Yan Buxiao tapped the wing of the big phoenix with his sword, then handed the worm that the sword tip was staring at in front of it: "No, what a big cabbage worm."

Fat Chicken: "..." He jumped up with a jitter, and flew directly to Rong Tingfang's head.Bird looks pale.

Rong Tingfang: "..." It was so heavy, my neck almost broke.He caught the bird, which was more than double its size, and sneered, "Still pretending to be garlic with me. Good luck. As a bird, you are afraid of insects. What did you eat to grow up?"

what to eat.

Drink water and eat bamboo. Have you ever seen a phoenix pecking insects?

The fat chicken tightly pursed its sharp beak, and all the hair on its body was resisting the writhing caterpillar.

Afraid of dirt and insects.Rong Tingfang should have realized that the Bai Zihe at that time was not the real Bai Zihe.Who else but Yu Qiuyuan could know him well and speak familiarly?Rong Tingfang had suspected at that time whether Yu Qiuyuan had some ulterior relationship with Bai Zihe, and whether he was using Bai Zihe's name to play tricks on him.For a while, I was afraid of believing it, but I didn't dare to believe it, so I just pretended not to know and discarded this possibility.Unexpectedly, it was not Yu Qiuyuan, but this big fat bird.

After trying to understand the reason, and thinking of rolling with him in the grass once, Rong Tingfang looked at the fat chicken with subtle eyes.Speaking of which, since this big fat chicken has a golden core, can talk, and can easily swallow the phoenix spirit of Wanhe Villa, and even borrowed the shape of the phoenix bird to become what it is now-it should also be able to change people Bar?

The fat chicken was a little chilled by Rong Tingfang's hooked eyes. It wanted to take a step back, but its tail was too big and stuck on the door frame, and it couldn't move any further.He only stared at Rong Tingfang with big eyes and small eyes, and the three crown feathers on the top of his head stood up.

Rong Tingfang said: "Are you—"

"No."

"I mean——" Rong Tingfang paused, with a smile in his eyes, "Have you always looked like this?"

Fat Chicken: "..." If you ask me that way, "Isn't it?" It's not too sure.After all, Tianfeng will change again, this is not its last appearance.Its original body is usually more than six feet long, not including the tail.After a fight, it can more than double its length, and if it really returns to that appearance, it won't fit in a carriage.

"Oh." Rong Tingfang sat up straight meaningfully, and finally left Fat Chicken with some room to breathe. "Yes, yes, no, no. Why are you nervous. Why, do you think I want to ask if you have changed?"

"What's the point of asking?" Rong Tingfang disapproved, "I already know." It's useless not to admit it.Bai Zihe didn't know about this matter from beginning to end, so who else could Bai Zihe go to the back mountain with him at that time except 'Fat Chicken'.

The fat chicken who was placed together calmed down for a long time: "...know you still ask?"

"I didn't ask." Rong Tingfang said sincerely, "You are the one who is nervous."

Yan Buxiao: "..."

He quietly asked Fu Huairen: "Does Mr. Wenren have no friends?"

Fu Huairen was surprised: "You actually know?"

Yan Buxiao said with emotion: "I think, even if there is, it will probably become an enemy."

To be able to influence a sword cultivator who only has a sword in his heart to know the ways of the world, and even reflect on the rules of the world, Fu Huairen can't think of anyone in this world who can compare with Rong Tingfang. What kind of avenue is it? It's a waste of talents for the devil world.

Bai Zihe, who had been left out for a long time: "...have you said enough?" Does anyone care about him? He was the one who was beaten, and he was the one who was scolded.Now that the clothes have been taken off, the medicine has not been applied once.It's cold and painful, it's miserable, okay?Bai Zihe said, "Boss Fu, is Daoist Yan's hand cramp cured? Is it possible to take the medicine?"

Fu Huairen: "..."

Yan Buxiao suddenly remembered: "Huai Ren, I don't have cramps in my hands."

Fu Huairen: "..."

Without saying much, he dug out a jug of wine from his bag.

Bai Zihe put away his gloating expression.

"When traveling, keep everything simple, no sore medicine, young master—" Boss Fu gently pulled the plug, "Don't worry about it."

Bai Zihe: "...Boss Fu." He stared at the jug of wine with his eyes right and wrong, showing an amiable smile, trying to give a happy suggestion, "Don't you think Daoist Yan might also have cramp in his feet? Do you need to rub it?"

I don't know if the suggestion is helpful.

Anyway, the wine is running out.

Bai Zihe was paralyzed there, he had no feeling on his back, he felt that he was really miserable.

Rong Tingfang closed the curtain at once: "That's enough. Since you are going, you should all go. It's just that there are many dangers there, and if there is any damage, you will take care of it yourself. When you get there, no one has the heart to take care of you all the time."

After Rong Tingfang came back outside again, Fat Chicken asked him. "You wanted to tell them not to go, why did you go again in a blink of an eye?"

Rong Tingfang leaned against the carriage and closed her eyes: "I just told the dragger not to go. Yan Buxiao is superb in swordsmanship, and I also want to rely on him to kill more poisonous snakes and beasts. It would be great if he was willing to go." As for the other two, life and death None of his business.Let Yan Buxiao take care of her.If Boss Fu accidentally burps in it, their deal will be automatically voided.

The author has something to say: the season has changed XD "summer clothes" are off the market, and "autumn clothes" are now available.